Otherworldly

In Frost

I'm in the woods, chasing after a demon. I can see it ahead of me. Then, it stops running away and runs for me. It grabs me and throws me against the tree. I feel the tree's limbs wrap around my arms. With a knife he cuts my hand open, and then his own. His hand touches mine and our blood mixes. Burning courses through my body.
"I'm not like other demons Andre. I was a hunter, too. I came to create an army of my own, to fight the demon army." I gasp.
"So, I'm a soldier?" He laughs.
"I choose my warriors wisely, only the best hunters. You are more than a soldier, you are a special warrior of mine." He lets go of my hand and the burning intensifies. My body leaves the ground, glowing gold. My eyes black out until I hit the ground with a glowing light around me. My bones change, and my skin rips. Soon the sounds stop and the fire slows to a sizzle. And then the skin on my shoulder blades rips open. Bones pop out, causing my back to arch. I sit up and watch as thick muscle covers the white bone, then a layer of pale kin covers the muscle. Feathers begin growing over the skin. And then it stops. I look around.
"Everything is so clear!" I yell.
"Don't talk!" The demon yells from somewhere. "Focus on your normal self." I do so, and when my eyes open again, I am normal. I can see normal, and my wings are gone.
"What am I?" I ask as the demon comes out from behind the tree.
"You are a fallen angel warrior. Be careful with your wings. Lightning and fires can show the shadow and just because we can't see them doesn't mean we can't knock someone off their feet. Lightning flashes and I see the shadow of his wings, and mine.
My training begins immediately, and I learn new fighting tricks, powers and how to fly.